Hope It's Not Too Late to Love

Chapter 870

'All the bags on display are worth millions at the very least. You're way too generous, President Luke!'

'Are you really going to give us one of those bags?'

Hanson was puzzled when he read the comments from the netizens.

It's just a few bags. So why can't I give them some? But it's best if I don't randomly give away anything that belongs to my wife without her express permission.

"The program crew will randomly select five lucky fans from the comment sections. The winning fans will each be presented with a classic handbag from Chanel. Then, like before, we will mail them to you." At this moment, the host of the program crew explained the rules of the lucky draw.

Although they were not giving away Vania's handbags, it was definitely the most expensive and luxurious lucky draw ever.

The netizens started bombarding the comments section enthusiastically as a result.

After the lucky draw session ended, the staff on the program crew gave Hanson a kind reminder, "President, it's almost time. We need to set off for Gansdorf."

Gansdorf was quite a distance away, and there would be another live stream broadcast of the prime-time program this evening.

Hanson nodded affirmatively. "Okay."

Nevertheless, he continued the live stream there. In addition, the live stream before departure was also another highlight of the show.

Vania had already fallen asleep on the chair by this time. It was because she slept too late last night and woke up too early this morning, so she could no longer keep herself awake.

He walked over silently and whispered, "My wife is a little tired from last night. Hehehe. I'm going to carry her into the car."

There was no doubt that his words were a double entendre, and anybody who heard him could tell that he meant something else entirely.

'I'm quite certain he is talking about something naughty, but I don't have any evidence. Whatever, we love this topic anyway. Give us more.' Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

'No more! If he adds any more, the live stream broadcast will be censored!'

'We're in a live stream with minors. So don't get into too much detail!'

'Why does President Luke always like to emphasize what he did last night? I suspect that he is doing it on purpose.'

'I'm so curious about what kind of expression Vania would have shown us if she were awake. I'm sure she would have rolled her eyes at him again.'

'But, Vania is cute whenever she rolls her eyes at him. I like it.'

Hanson saw that the comments in the comment section were getting rather racy and rowdy. Thus, he couldn't help feeling highly satisfied with his handiwork. That was the exact effect that he wanted to achieve.

Vania did not wake up when she was carried in his arms because she was far too exhausted.

When she felt the gentle embrace enveloping her, she unconsciously snuggled against his embrace. The familiar scent reassured her.

As he gazed down at her kitten-like behavior, he felt slightly distressed on her behalf. I shouldn't have kept her up so late last night.

His actions became even more gentle than before, and his eyes were filled with tenderness.

The netizens were filled with jealousy when they saw the way he carried her in his arms.

'President Luke is practically glowing pink with love at this moment. He is so in love with her.'

'I'm getting indigestion from the overload of affection so early in the morning.'

His smile deepened at the sight of the comments. This is pretty effective.

What came next was hours of traveling on the road, so the live stream came to an end for the time being.

Thomas, who had been watching the live stream the entire time, couldn't help smiling bitterly. He did

not understand why he was being so sensitive toward information regarding Hanson and Vania. Moreover, he even watched their live stream channel for no reason.

His hangover from drinking last night began to hurt even worse than before.

"Thomas, why are you so depressed?" Yvonne stared at Thomas with a puzzled expression. "And, why did you drink so much last night? Is something bothering you?"

This situation almost resembles somebody going through heartbreak.

The corners of his mouth twitched in an attempt to smile, but his smile was so pitiful that it came off as a grimace. "I just wanted a drink. I never expected to drink so much."

Those were lies, but she did not expose him. Instead, she tentatively asked, "Do you still remember what you said?"

The smile on his face froze for a moment. Although he was wasted last night, he remembered most of what happened during that time. He was sure he did not say anything incriminating or inappropriate.